YolGoraagSingh

(Dude, be orginial stop copying Gandalf)

(Maybe he likes LOTR and The Hobbit, Yol.)

Sauriil stared into space. 'This could be the inevitable end. Maybe this is how we pass from Nirn. Or maybe this is how Nirn is destroyed. Should we really fight against this?'

She shrugged. "It's hard to say. Yes, this world is . . . messed up to say the least. But I still kind of like it here."

"Yes," said Gold, "Nirn is a great home, and knowing Mortha, she'd probably corrupt Sovngarde. Therefore, We'd never be at peace, even in the afterlife."

(Should Makor become an Anti-Immortal for like a few pages?) 

Silva grabs Makor's chin. "Take . It." Makor looks up 

"No, you're not real!" He closes his eyes and puts his hands over his ears.

'Sovngarde is the afterlife of the Nords.' Sauriil explained. 'But Mortha will settle for Nirn. She cares not for the other realms.'

StrunLokSingh

Sauriil stared into space. 'This could be the inevitable end. Maybe this is how we pass from Nirn. Or maybe this is how Nirn is destroyed. Should we really fight against this?'

"No! I have stepped into the drift of time itself and I know...it cannot end like this as long as I'm still here my role as Overseer still applies and I will sacrifice myself if that's what it takes, I'm sure you understand this Sauriil"

(Makor anti-Immortal?)

YolGoraagSingh

(Makor anti-Immortal?)

(Sure)

Silva kisses Makor, gas goes into Makor's mouth, he gets up his eyes flash red then back to normal. "You're my puppet now." Silva rubs a hand on Makor's cheek. "Now go back to your, Immortals." Makor teleports back to the place and stretches.  

"Hey, Makor," said Gold. He notices Makor's blank, puppet-like expression, and askes if he is okay.

'Hmm....Makor can't teleport.....I better be ready just incase....'

Veyd Sahvoz

'Hmm....Makor can't teleport.....I better be ready just incase....'

(He can't?)

Makor pushes Gold to the side. "Sauriil!"

Grolahmul

(He can't?)

(The rest walked it)